It's not a nice story. It's rather nasty and black - basically, it's about a lot of the parts of me that I hate. It strikes me as very confessional, actually. But I've never believed a thing should be avoided because it wasn't pretty or nice (for the record, I don't think it should be done solely for those reasons either...)
So here are the first few lines. Bear in mind this is an extremely rough draft with little to none of the usual editing that I try to subject a story to before I show it to anyone (and I usually wind up not even doing that, so this is something of being out on a limb for me...)
The Unprodigal Daughter
I didn’t run away.
That’s the thought that won’t stop flapping its noisy way around my head. I didn’t run away. I’m the good daughter. When people walk this road, they see me in dutiful service to Daddy. They smile, they whisper among themselves what a blessing I am to Daddy, how proud I must make him, and how I must be an example to all who see.
My name is Miri, and I didn’t run away.
Do you think something can be made of the idea, or is it rubbish and destined to flop miserably?
i think it's a good story idea!
hey, that's intriguing. Is it going to be like the other son in Jesus' parable? This has lots of potential.
I double dog dare you to write it.
It sounds like quite a good idea for a story. I hope you write it (and let me read it!). :-)